I would like to apologize to everyone that tried to contact me or expected to meet with me yesterday. While I'm not one for excuses, this one is too good not to share.

My wife and I went away for an anniversary weekend to a bed and breakfast in Provincetown, Cape Cod. We were scheduled to return home on Sunday morning. The news was reporting a snow storm, but the local weather said that it would be over by 6 AM (we assumed Sunday).

What actually happened was that it snowed from 3 PM Saturday to 3 AM Monday with hurricane winds (~60 mph) the entire time. The National Guard closed all the highways leaving the cape. When the snow and wind stopped on Monday we tried to leave, only to find out that we were parked in a town lot, and the town was not planning to clear the lot of snow for a few days. We attempted to get one of the 3 Back End Loader drivers to help us out, but the National Guard needed them to clear stranded cars off the main road. National Guardsmen can be very persuasive. So, desperate to get home to our families and jobs, a few of us borrowed some hand shovels and dug our way out. All of the moved snow was done by 4 men and 3 women with hand shovels over the course of 4 long hours. There were no snow blowers or plows... Actually, about 3 hours into it a plow did come by and pretty much filled in all of the work we had done on the road.

This is a picture of my wife Christine standing the road next to the entryway to the parking lot we were parked in. In case you're wondering, that sign next to her says "Emergency Snow Route. No Parking. Tow Zone In Event of Snowfall" We thought that was a good thing, but it turns out that the back end loaders that drive up this street don't plow it.

This is a better view of the only exit out of the parking lot. If you follow the line of trees on the right you'll see a small sign with a 'P' on it. That is how far back we have to go before we can turn into the parking lot.

Family, music, rock climbing, running from zombies, playing music with the kids, and and keeping up with a house, there's always something going on. I post stuff here so I can look back a few years from now and see where all the weekends went.

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